Forces of Temptation
Chapter 1, 1 year old.
Li Yinhang didn't dare to read any more, closed the book with a snap, chose a direction, and rushed away.
Heart beating wildly, soles of feet hurting.
She almost ran for her life in the jungle of bookshelves in a panic.
However, things went downhill all the way in a direction beyond her control.
As soon as she rushed out of the cover of a shelf of books, she saw the three numb tin soldier faces all turned back and aimed firmly at her.
Li Yinhang took two steps back stiffly, feeling the weight of the book in his arms subtly increase.
It was as if his own soul was being transferred into this dead book little by little.
She felt almost unable to hold the book.
She would have comforted herself, an exploratory, non-psychic copy, would not be so difficult.
She tried her best not to think about the difficulty of "Star Coin 11", and not to scare herself.
She never thought that it would be possible for her to be folded in a library.
She forcibly regained her desire to survive, and ran to a place again.
But she has exposed too much.
When she rushed to the middle of the two stacks of books, she realized in a panic through the books that she was surrounded by two teams of tin soldiers who followed the sound.
She stopped abruptly, unable to look back at her for a moment.
A heart jumped straight to the mouth of the cavity, jumping up and down, choking her so hard to breathe.
She had a sudden change in her mind, dropped her shoes, held the book in one hand, and used both hands and feet, and was about to climb onto the bookshelf as a last-ditch effort.
Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the gap at the other end of the bookshelf, and touched her fingertips lightly!
Li Yinhang's whole body froze, and just as the word "finished" filled half of his head, he saw a pair of quiet eyes blinking at her across the book forest.
With a flash of thought, Li Yinhang acted immediately, throwing the book in his hand across the bookshelf.
Immediately, her figure disappeared into the air out of thin air before being caught by the eyes of the rushing tin soldier.
Nan Zhou reached out to catch Li Yinhang's book, and after putting Li Yinhang and the book into the warehouse, he shook his numb wrist and quickly put his arm through the gap of the side bookcase to release Li Yinhang again.
Li Yinhang knew it a long time ago, and as soon as he gained a firm foothold, he took Nanzhou into his warehouse according to the procedure they had practiced during the break.
The two crossed and cooperated to relay, silently and quickly passing each other to farther places in a very short period of time.
A few seconds later, a tin soldier's head suddenly appeared from the top of the bookshelf.
The joint between his neck and head made a toothsome metal friction sound.
It looked around the top of the bookshelf.
The top of the bookshelf is empty.
There is no book of escape.
It lowered its head again.
It wanted to look down from above the bookshelf and find the fleeing figure.
Fortunately, its height is there.
Even with air superiority, it cannot see very far.
They still lost track of the target.
Seventeen bookshelves away, Nan Zhou and Li Yinhang sat side by side.
Li Yinhang covered his mouth and took small mouthfuls to control the surge of panicked airflow, the alveoli in his chest were about to explode, and his chest was burning with pain.
Nan Zhou took out the hardcover book that belonged to Li Yinhang, glanced at the spine of the book that had already been added, and understood most of it in his heart.
But he didn't say anything.
He just pulled her arm away and let her hold the memory that belonged to her tightly in her arms, so as to help her recover quickly.
After the faint blush on Li Yinhang's face faded, Nan Zhou asked softly, "Did you find anything?"
Li Yinhang managed to catch his breath, opened the book in his arms, glanced at it a few times, and handed the book to Nan Zhou.
She put her arms on her knees and spread her fingers. "I was seen by five tin soldiers."
Hearing this, Nan Zhou turned to the directory and found that the directory had been updated to Li Yinhang's five-year-old.
Nan Zhou: "So, is this the story of you being eaten?"
"I don't know. I don't really remember anything before the age of four." Li Yinhang inserted his hands into his messy and sweaty hair, trying to calm himself down, "The thing about the age of five..."
The images of her parents before she was five years old, the joy of childhood, and the taste of various snacks have all faded from her memories.
The memories before the age of five were forcibly stripped from her mind.
The flower of memory that originally belonged to her is blooming brilliantly on the cold pages of the book.
It was so strange that it made people's teeth chill.
"This time, even if I made a mistake." Panting slightly, Li Yinhang took out a pen and paper, and shook his hands to write and analyze for Nan Zhou, "If you violate the prohibition once, you will lose one year of memory. I saw it five times. I think that the punishment will not be superimposed because of the intensive number of violations of the prohibition. Two becomes four, four becomes eight or something."
A story about being seen once by the patrolling tin soldiers and being eaten up by books for a year.
Overturning a bookshelf and disturbing a game should also be counted as times.
Li Yinhang's operation is a test of his own, and he has figured out this rule.
It is also valuable information.
Nan Zhou replied seriously: Thank you.Hard.
Li Yinhang leaned back, closed his eyes, and smiled helplessly.
At this time, she was quite fortunate that it was Nan Zhou who was by her side.
She knew she had made a mistake and was almost dragged down.
At such a time, Nan Zhou would not comfort him as tenderly as Jiang Fang.
He just accompanied, remained silent, and didn't say anything.
As a partner, just this is enough to make people feel at ease.
Nan Zhou turned over his own blank pages one by one, waiting for the tin soldiers to finish their search, while imagining what his story would be like if it were presented in words.
He imagined for a while, but it was boring.
So, he couldn't help thinking about it, if Brother Fang's book had words, would it record his appearance when he was a child.
He thought of the beautiful childhood Jiang Fang told him about him.
If there is one...
Heart beating wildly, soles of feet hurting.
She almost ran for her life in the jungle of bookshelves in a panic.
However, things went downhill all the way in a direction beyond her control.
As soon as she rushed out of the cover of a shelf of books, she saw the three numb tin soldier faces all turned back and aimed firmly at her.
Li Yinhang took two steps back stiffly, feeling the weight of the book in his arms subtly increase.
It was as if his own soul was being transferred into this dead book little by little.
She felt almost unable to hold the book.
She would have comforted herself, an exploratory, non-psychic copy, would not be so difficult.
She tried her best not to think about the difficulty of "Star Coin 11", and not to scare herself.
She never thought that it would be possible for her to be folded in a library.
She forcibly regained her desire to survive, and ran to a place again.
But she has exposed too much.
When she rushed to the middle of the two stacks of books, she realized in a panic through the books that she was surrounded by two teams of tin soldiers who followed the sound.
She stopped abruptly, unable to look back at her for a moment.
A heart jumped straight to the mouth of the cavity, jumping up and down, choking her so hard to breathe.
She had a sudden change in her mind, dropped her shoes, held the book in one hand, and used both hands and feet, and was about to climb onto the bookshelf as a last-ditch effort.
Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the gap at the other end of the bookshelf, and touched her fingertips lightly!
Li Yinhang's whole body froze, and just as the word "finished" filled half of his head, he saw a pair of quiet eyes blinking at her across the book forest.
With a flash of thought, Li Yinhang acted immediately, throwing the book in his hand across the bookshelf.
Immediately, her figure disappeared into the air out of thin air before being caught by the eyes of the rushing tin soldier.
Nan Zhou reached out to catch Li Yinhang's book, and after putting Li Yinhang and the book into the warehouse, he shook his numb wrist and quickly put his arm through the gap of the side bookcase to release Li Yinhang again.
Li Yinhang knew it a long time ago, and as soon as he gained a firm foothold, he took Nanzhou into his warehouse according to the procedure they had practiced during the break.
The two crossed and cooperated to relay, silently and quickly passing each other to farther places in a very short period of time.
A few seconds later, a tin soldier's head suddenly appeared from the top of the bookshelf.
The joint between his neck and head made a toothsome metal friction sound.
It looked around the top of the bookshelf.
The top of the bookshelf is empty.
There is no book of escape.
It lowered its head again.
It wanted to look down from above the bookshelf and find the fleeing figure.
Fortunately, its height is there.
Even with air superiority, it cannot see very far.
They still lost track of the target.
Seventeen bookshelves away, Nan Zhou and Li Yinhang sat side by side.
Li Yinhang covered his mouth and took small mouthfuls to control the surge of panicked airflow, the alveoli in his chest were about to explode, and his chest was burning with pain.
Nan Zhou took out the hardcover book that belonged to Li Yinhang, glanced at the spine of the book that had already been added, and understood most of it in his heart.
But he didn't say anything.
He just pulled her arm away and let her hold the memory that belonged to her tightly in her arms, so as to help her recover quickly.
After the faint blush on Li Yinhang's face faded, Nan Zhou asked softly, "Did you find anything?"
Li Yinhang managed to catch his breath, opened the book in his arms, glanced at it a few times, and handed the book to Nan Zhou.
She put her arms on her knees and spread her fingers. "I was seen by five tin soldiers."
Hearing this, Nan Zhou turned to the directory and found that the directory had been updated to Li Yinhang's five-year-old.
Nan Zhou: "So, is this the story of you being eaten?"
"I don't know. I don't really remember anything before the age of four." Li Yinhang inserted his hands into his messy and sweaty hair, trying to calm himself down, "The thing about the age of five..."
The images of her parents before she was five years old, the joy of childhood, and the taste of various snacks have all faded from her memories.
The memories before the age of five were forcibly stripped from her mind.
The flower of memory that originally belonged to her is blooming brilliantly on the cold pages of the book.
It was so strange that it made people's teeth chill.
"This time, even if I made a mistake." Panting slightly, Li Yinhang took out a pen and paper, and shook his hands to write and analyze for Nan Zhou, "If you violate the prohibition once, you will lose one year of memory. I saw it five times. I think that the punishment will not be superimposed because of the intensive number of violations of the prohibition. Two becomes four, four becomes eight or something."
A story about being seen once by the patrolling tin soldiers and being eaten up by books for a year.
Overturning a bookshelf and disturbing a game should also be counted as times.
Li Yinhang's operation is a test of his own, and he has figured out this rule.
It is also valuable information.
Nan Zhou replied seriously: Thank you.Hard.
Li Yinhang leaned back, closed his eyes, and smiled helplessly.
At this time, she was quite fortunate that it was Nan Zhou who was by her side.
She knew she had made a mistake and was almost dragged down.
At such a time, Nan Zhou would not comfort him as tenderly as Jiang Fang.
He just accompanied, remained silent, and didn't say anything.
As a partner, just this is enough to make people feel at ease.
Nan Zhou turned over his own blank pages one by one, waiting for the tin soldiers to finish their search, while imagining what his story would be like if it were presented in words.
He imagined for a while, but it was boring.
So, he couldn't help thinking about it, if Brother Fang's book had words, would it record his appearance when he was a child.
He thought of the beautiful childhood Jiang Fang told him about him.
If there is one...
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